“Well, that about wraps it up for me,” Kaden said, standing and shaking Cash’s hand again. “I’d like to meet again, if that’s all right with you.”
“Definitely. Text me anytime and we can make arrangements. Oh, and thanks for the opportunity,” Cash replied. When Kaden reached for his wallet, Cash interjected, “No, please. Let me.”
My eyes nearly popped out of my head when Cash put down a note that was easily twice our bill and included a hefty tip. Before Kaden could argue, or even mention that he worked there and received a discount, Cash smiled and took off with a wave.
Kaden sighed and chuckled as he turned to me. “What do you think? Too creepy? You think paying for the bill and giving a big tip was showing off just to get into my pants?”
“No,” I said with a smile. “I’m willing to give this one a chance.”
Kaden mock gasped. “Who are you and what have you done with Skylar?”
I shoved him playfully. “Oh, shut up.”
18
Rafael
“What d’you think?”
Skylar bit his lip. I couldn’t tell if he was holding back a laughing fit or tears. Maybe both.
“It’s… um…” He covered his mouth. “It’s something.”
I frowned, putting my hands on my hips and gazing back upon my handiwork. “Is that good or bad?”
This time barely stifled a snort of laughter, and I knew he was trying his damned hardest to not burst out laughing.
“It’s, uh. I can’t tell.” Another snort.
“Oh, come on!” I said. “It’s not that bad.”
The walls of the former game room were painted pastel blue, pink and yellow, with a single white wall left intact. The room looked like a giant baby block. I also wasn’t the world’s best painter or handyman, so despite me throwing a tarp over the TV and video game consoles, they were still smattered with strokes of baby blue and pastel pink here and there. One of the controllers had accidentally turned from black to bumblebee yellow.
“Well,Ithink it looks good,” I said with a humph.
“I know,” Skylar said, rubbing my arm. “And I’m sure the baby will think so, too.”
I grinned. “And that’s what really matters. He’ll be so proud of his daddy, unlike someone else I know.”
“I am proud of you for taking the initiative to turn the game room into a nursery and going through the effort to paint it,” Skylar said gently. “Even though it looks like--”
“If you hurt my feelings anymore, I don’t know if I’ll be able to bear it.”
He snorted again. “I’m sorry. Will you live?”
I gave a dramatic sigh and draped the back of my hand over my forehead. “Don’t know. This might be the last moment you get to share with me…”
“Oh, no. How will I ever bear it.”
I gasped at his deadpan tone. “You really are mean. I’m about to keel over from embarrassment and shame here. Have you no compassion?”
The corner of Skylar’s lip quirked and he rubbed his hand up and down my arm a little more sensually. “Well, if you’rereallygoing to die of shame, then I should spend these last moments with you wisely, shouldn’t I?”
Instantly my cock stirred at his suggestion. “Oh?”
Skylar bit his lip and turned away, playing hard to get as he shot me a sly look over his shoulder. He ran his hands over his belly, which had grown substantially in the past few months. Even though his scheduled birth was a few months away, he was now visibly swollen.
“Unless you think I’m too big to find attractive anymore,” he said.
